“Ahhh, s-stop...”
That was a pathetic attempt to stop Jasper from ravishing my b reasts, even I knew it. I heard it. My moans and gasps. The lewd sounds our bodies were making as we did it in the dark, cramped storage room behind the gym.
It was humiliating... a princess like me, being taken by an occult standing up, with clothes on, in that dusty place. But the thought that anyone could discover us there does wonders to my mind and body. It was thrilling. It was scary. It was dirty. I was delirious with desire.
It must be the same for Jasper because he was pounding on me like mad. He was stirring my insides, hitting my sweetest spot. He was relentless.
I stared at his face when his mouth left my b reasts. His eyes were big with wonder as he stared back at me. I don’t know if it’s still my pregnant brain’s doing again, but I want to kiss him so badly. And that’s what I did. I grasped both of his cheeks and leaned in. I teased his lips and they opened,
“Would you like to take a shower?” “No, thank you!” I pushed him again and as soon as he yielded, I bolted out of the storage room and into the afternoon light. However, there were so many people roaming around in the quad, I couldn’t bring myself to walk past them in the state I was in. I mean, if I was asked why I was so dirty, I could just stay silent and ignore them. But thinking about the rumor that it would start... I hid behind the bushes and sat there, not knowing what to do. Maybe I should have listened to Jasper and stayed in the storage room until the sun set, taking up his offer of a shower because I was itching like crazy from all the dust... but being with him in the same room was dangerous. Now that I had the time to mull things over, I realized how stupid I was to let the Lycan duke get in my pants again. I was doing great all those weeks ago when I was avoiding him, but as soon as we were alone in the same room, we couldn't keep our hands off
He didn’t stop until he was satisfied. Which meant we did it in every corner of that shower room: by the lockers, the benches, by the door. I wasn’t sure how many times we did it, but we did it until the sun came down and the gym was flooded in darkness. “Hey, watch it!” I said, annoyed when the duke’s hand brushed my red, swollen n ipples while he was soaping me from behind. They hurt because of how much he manhandled them earlier. Actually, my entire body ached, especially my pelvic area. He was a monster. “Sorry.” He apologized but I could hear that he was smirking and true enough, he rubbed my nips with his thumbs, earning a whine out of me. “S-stop!” I cried in between moans of pain and pleasure. Jasper stopped, chuckling, before pumping some more liquid soap into his hands to continue washing me. His hands were so hot, so rough. Every part of me that he touched felt like an erogenous zone. “I wanna try this one next time,” he whispered as his mi
“This is ridiculous,” I said as I shifted uncomfortably on the hard plastic seat of the clinic where Jasper had taken me. I wanted to run away, but the Lycan was holding my wrist in a vice-like grip. “I don't even feel the pain anymore. I'm fine.”“We're here already, so you might as well get checked,” the duke argued.“These people would recognize me. Please, let's just go.”“I know. Hence the mask,” he hissed while securing the black surgical mask on my face. “Now, shut up and let me do the talking.”“Your Grace?”I turned to the owner of the voice that called out, surprised. It was a woman with long, brown hair and brown eyes. She was wearing green scrubs. A doctor?Jasper got up from his seat, which meant I did too. He pulled me towards the woman.“Another one, huh?” the brunette teased.“It's not like that…” the Lycan said, e
“What about the blood?” Jasper asked, still worried. “And her stomach aches?” Ortega looked at us with a grim expression on her face, but she soon smiled thinly. “It's common to have cramps and spotting in early pregnancies but let's do an endovaginal ultrasound to be sure.” The doctor showed us a 'wand-like' probe. It looked and seemed to be about the size of my curling wand. “This will be the device I will use to record images of her pelvic cavity. As the name suggests, I need to insert this to her v agina to do that.” “Is it safe?” Jasper asked again. “Of course! Look at you all worried.” I looked up at the duke, staring at his gorgeous face as he watched the doctor prepped her ultrasound machine. He was frowning a little and I had an indescribable desire to smooth it out. I squeezed his hand and he looked down at me, confused. I smiled at him through the mask, making sure my eyes conveyed my emotions and he smiled back before leaning in an
“I'm infertile?” I was thankful for the face mask I was wearing because it muffled my loud voice a bit and it helped to not shower the good doctor with spittle when I shouted. After a few days of holding it off because of my pride, I went back to Doctor Ortega’s clinic and endured all of the tests she wanted to do. I had a lot of terrible scenarios in my head during and a few days after the tests, but I never imagined that one. Given the doctor's concern, I thought I was dying. The final result was even worse. To say I was shocked was an understatement. “That's—no, it can't be!” As the future empress, it was my responsibility to have children. If I don't get to have that… I'll be useless. If Henry knew this— “I didn't say that,” the brown-haired doctor said, frowning a little. “I said you have polycystic ovary syndrome, Mary.” “Same difference.” I folded my arms on my chest. “I’ve heard of that condition. I won’t get pregnant if I have it.” “Why would that matter to you? I thou
Jade was talking animatedly to another student while smoothing out the pink poster on the wall. I walked towards the elevator a few feet from them, ignoring them, intending to ride the elevator to go to my class. A few other students were intrigued by the new poster and flocked to the female Lycan, listening to what she had to say.Jade’s soft-spoken voice was loud and clear while she explained to the group the importance of having a ‘well-woman exam’ at least once a year. Her words seemed to be filled with genuine concern and compassion for her fellow women, which made me huff. Where was that concern and compassion when she stole Henry from me?I pressed the button on the elevator again, willing for it to go down faster, but it was stuck on the fifth floor for some d amned reason. With a huff, I turned on my heels, and walked towards the stairs, but Jade’s words stopped me in my tracks.“Me?” She was smiling warmly while looking at the group of students in front of her. “As a matter
My heart had been pounding so hard on my chest when the heathens pushed me into the back of a car and made me lie on my back. It was where they gagged me and tied up my hands and feet. They drove the car for a while, driving through a couple of tunnels and a train crossing and a lot of humps and when they finally stopped, I couldn’t hear the hustle and bustle of the city. All the sounds I could make out were the occasional chirping of crickets, rustling of leaves, and the squelching of our feet against the soft, wet grass when they got me out of the car.The people who took me dragged me carefully inside a building and made me sit on a cushioned couch. The place smelled like rotten wood, stagnant water and dust. By the time my kidnappers pulled the bag off my head, I was already calm and collected. My security team always told me that in an event that I was taken, I needed to preserve my voice and strength. I must not encourage the kidnappers to hurt me, which I didn’t. Aside from the
“I’ve seen the written accord; I have studied it ever since they displayed it in the Museum for all to see. It doesn’t say anything about that.”I narrowed my eyes at the glasses girl, “Are you saying my father lied?” “N-no! I’m saying he’s mistaken, Your Royal Highness.” Nervously, she passed around folders containing graphs, charts, and pictures showcasing ancient texts alongside their modern translations. “I mean, I can’t blame His Majesty, the accord is very old. But… as you can see in your copies, the translation clearly says ‘a child sired by Wilhelm’s blood’ … so, it could be anyone of them, not just the king.”“You mean the spare?” Julian interjected, eyebrows furrowing.“It doesn't matter who is sitting on the throne now,” the girl said, adjusting her glasses that were slipping down her nose. “Even if he has just a drop of the first emperor's blood, he will still be considered eligible. The person Princess Selina decides to marry will inherit both the throne and the title al